i slip on my red cape
i slide on my stockings
i lace up my black boots
hear the wind as it rattles the window
i blush on some color
blow the kids guilty kisses
i pick up my basket - down in the elevator i go
the rain is slanting
the cops are smiling
the bread is baking
time goes so slow
to grandmother's house, to grandmother's house,
to grandmother's house we go.
{carly simon}
model: nissa lafond
red scarf: urgent need handworks
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